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juice wrld - bandit // LYRICS **ORIGINAL** (no NBA yb)

all credit and all rights go to the estate of juice wrld and his respective partners. i do not own this song, nor do i claim to do so. [Intro] It's funny, the shit I put on this song ain’t gon' sound nothin' like the shit we was just doin’ Oh, yeah I just want bad bitches Baddest, them bitches is the baddest, uh, uh When I take the molly, I'm a savage Uh, I say, uh [Chorus] I don't need no molly to be savage, uh When I'm on that molly, I feel savage, uh, uh She the definition of a bad bitch Stole her, I'm the definition of a bandit, uh, ayy I don't need no molly to be savage, uh, ayy But when I'm on the molly, I feel savage Ayy, my girl the definition of a bad bitch Stole her heart, I'm the definition of a bandit [Verse 1] Put the Percs down and picked up the jiggas, jiggas, jiggas Tommy in the fucking Tommy Hilfiger, ’figer, ’figer That Tommy hit a nigga, Tommy Hilfiger, fuck niggas I'm nice, when I’m high off the pills, I'ma fuck with her I don't smoke skunk, but tonight I'm getting stuck, nigga Pour the codeine up and put some molly in the cup with it I know she a freak, uh-huh, she gon’ fuck with it She my velcro, uh-huh, guess I'm stuck with her I dive in it like a sailor, I love to nail her Addicted to her paraphernalia, I had to tell her I see it like a fortune teller Your ex-nigga did good, I could do better Bad bitch from the woods, I think she a hunter She a killer and an eater, she a Jeffrey Dahmer She gon' whip it with the beater, she a Betty Crocker All she care about is money, R.I.P. to Speaker Knockerz Thinkin 'bout it so much, I forgot to put the hook I can tell when she in her feelings, I can read her like a book This is chess, no checkers, I'ma play her like a rook No TEC, no Beretta, FN on me, am I understood? Yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus] I don't need no molly to be savage, uh When I'm on that molly, I feel savage, uh, uh She the definition of a bad bitch Stole her, I'm the definition of a bandit, uh, ayy I don't need no molly to be savage, uh, ayy But when I'm on the molly, I feel savage Ayy, my girl the definition of a bad bitch Stole her heart, I'm the definition of a bandit [Verse 2] I switch clips like she switch bitches I forgot to mention that my bitch fuck bitches I forgot to mention, she don't fuck with fuck niggas It's just me and her against the world screamin' "Fuck niggas" Like a virgin or somethin', no, you can't fuck with me My .40 velcro or somethin', 'cause it's stuck with me You run up on me, Kel-Tec give you a buck fifty I told Thug I need some HiTech, gon' and fuck with me Sip it out a wine glass, this ain't not no Remi', Remi' Get over here with your fine ass, I done had too many, many Codeine out the wine glass, I done drunk too many, many Left the choppa at home, so you know I got the semi with me When I'm in my city, got a couple bad bitties with me I mean when I'm in my bity, got a couple bad bitties with me I came from the trenches, I done lost too fuckin' many, many Can't save her, she done went and fucked too many, many One-of-one watch, what that cost? Like one fifty Ménage à trois with your bitch, fucked too many Freestyle flows, I don't ever use no pen to do it This ain't no scrimmage game, why you puttin' on a pinny, pinny? .40 with Amiri, hold it up with the Fendi, Fendi I'm in Atlanta and yes, I got the chopper with me, with me Short barrel AR, leave you in the graveyard You want beef hollow tip make you bleed steak sauce [Chorus] I don't need no molly to be savage, uh When I'm on that molly, I feel savage, uh, uh She the definition of a bad bitch Stole her, I'm the definition of a bandit, uh, ayy I don't need no molly to be savage, uh, ayy But when I'm on the molly, I feel savage Ayy, my girl the definition of a bad bitch Stole her heart, I'm the definition of a bandit